novart
Well-Known Member
I've only been on my autism journey for a year now (I'm in my 30s). I met a high-functioning woman who I went out with, but wasn't sure if we were actually dating, but had a great time and was feeling good, and that was that. She confirmed it yesterday which is incredible, and yet I find these overwhelming thoughts about future restrictions and how can I possibly be able to keep this up, even the order and routines I've developed feel threatened. I recognize this exact feeling through out my life going back to childhood from future school and career planning down to simply making a certain grade by the end of a semester.
I should be feeling incredible right now - in fact I do feel it but buried underneath all the anxiety. Rationally it makes no sense to me. Nothing serious has happened. I haven't signed any contracts or made any commitments. I don't have to mask myself like with my other failed attempts at relationships with NTs. I get nothing but the impression that she wants to pace this as well. And yet in spite of that every nerve and fiber of my being feels like it's prepped to be defensive.
I've made so much progress over the past year, and yet I can't envision myself in that possible distant future as being anything other than what I am at this current moment. I used to dream about the day I could actually date someone who likes "me" and not the mask. Is this like a mix of my natural poor executive functioning and ingrained anxiety from a lifetime of being undiagnosed?
Hell, I almost feel creeped out on her behalf just because of how obsessive it seems. I just want to enjoy this for what it is and take it as it goes. What should I do?
I should be feeling incredible right now - in fact I do feel it but buried underneath all the anxiety. Rationally it makes no sense to me. Nothing serious has happened. I haven't signed any contracts or made any commitments. I don't have to mask myself like with my other failed attempts at relationships with NTs. I get nothing but the impression that she wants to pace this as well. And yet in spite of that every nerve and fiber of my being feels like it's prepped to be defensive.
I've made so much progress over the past year, and yet I can't envision myself in that possible distant future as being anything other than what I am at this current moment. I used to dream about the day I could actually date someone who likes "me" and not the mask. Is this like a mix of my natural poor executive functioning and ingrained anxiety from a lifetime of being undiagnosed?
Hell, I almost feel creeped out on her behalf just because of how obsessive it seems. I just want to enjoy this for what it is and take it as it goes. What should I do?
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